I had no idea where we were going. We must have walked like this for at least five minutes with me feeling rather exposed the whole time, lead by my b...lls this way. Finally, we came to a small clearing in the forest. Master pulled me forward, over under a tree branch, were a rope already hung, ready for me. He tied me to the rope by connecting the protruding end of the rope used to gag me to the rope hanging down from the branch. It was a quite tight bind-up, so I almost had to stand on my toes. I found a pair of my old flip-flops and trimmed them down to fit her feet. She wears them everywhere, except to bed.Each time I look down at her as we walk, she smiles up at me. Her hair has grown back to cover her head and almost down to her hairline in back. She keeps it pulled straight back, wearing one of my old ball caps. Her hair is a lighter blonde now, than when I cut it off.There are times, I wish she could, somehow stay. There is no way a young woman with her looks, and that. That was Annie Duke, and the possibility of a woman winning the Main Event had sent a major buzz around the poker world. And with Annie generally being acknowledged as the best female player among a talented bunch, her hopes were high. At this table, Wilson had Daniel almost two and a half to one in chips and was at least three to one ahead of everyone else. The man from Ohio was in seat seven and it appeared his strategy was to play just about every hand from the start, betting three times. Sarah climbed over James into the back of the limo revealing her black lace panties. She stopped while laying face down over his lap when he grabbed her hips and held her. “Take them off” James said. “Take what off?” Sarah asked confused. Suddenly a hard smack hit her ass cheek. She didn’t respond, James was playing one of his games again. Sarah knew she would be taken to the height of ecstasy if she followed along. “Your panties”, he said, “I want you to feel the cold leather on your skin”.